The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 335

She knew the poison was still in her body, but something deep down told her she would make it out alive. She wasn’t about to risk her life so easily again, not now. If she died, she’d never see Franco again, never feel the way his concern warmed her from the inside out. That kind of gamble, she’d made it once already. Once was enough.

She remembered that year so clearly. The days when her legs stopped working, when she flirted with death just to feel something. There had been no hesitation, just a knife against her wrist, blood spurting hot and sticky, tears sliding cold down her cheeks. The world had been noisy with the restless summer wind. All she could hear was Franco’s heavy promise: “I promise you.”

That reckless move had been dangerous, but she’d won. She’d gotten what she wanted. Petty had suffered for years, while everyone in Cabinda saw Laura as the only woman Franco ever acknowledged. The special one.

Now, if anyone in Cabinda talked about her, they all remembered her as Franco’s first and only official woman. She knew, in her bones, that you only take those kinds of risks when you have nothing left to lose.

“Laura, you’re finally awake.”

The doctor’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts. Her expression turned cold as she locked eyes with him, showing not a shred of warmth.

He walked over, completely unaware of the shift in her mood.

Her voice came out dry and scratchy. It was barely more than a whisper. “Where’s Franco?”

“Let me check on you first. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere…”

“I asked you, where is Franco?” Her voice suddenly rose, sharp and demanding. She was still weak from losing so much blood, but an icy energy radiated off her, making the doctor shrink back.

He swallowed, nerves flickering across his face. He wasn’t just any doctor here—he was Laura’s main physician, the one who managed her anemia. He’d spent more time with her than anyone, but this side of Laura made him uneasy. There was something unpredictable about her now, something almost wild.

Laura gripped the bedsheet tightly, staring him down. “Answer me!”

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